Train through Cyrodiil

Today I took the train from Glasgow to Oban. The scenery on the way here was gorgeous. I swear this is what Cyrodiil was based on. I didn't get any pictures though because the rain on the windows obscured the view too much.

Here's a look at Oban though. I like it much better than Glasgow.

And an obligatory view of my room at Oban Backpackers (£17/night in the 6-person female dorm). I'm in the Cinderella bed. :) So far, I'm the only one in there. 

Glasgow

Here's what happens when you don't book a hostel before arriving in Glasgow on a drizzly Friday evening:

That's the full tour of my 6 bed female dorm at The St Enoch Hotel (£14). I'll spare you the horror that was the bathroom in this place. The toilet only flushed every 10th time you tried it. My dorm mates apparently couldn't shower without getting water everywhere. I mean literally everywhere. The floor, the top and back of the toilet, the shelf of the sink had an inch of standing water.

The good: a bagged breakfast of apple juice, milk, and cornflakes. The beds were reasonably comfortable, and the sheets and towels (small bar of soap and packet of shampoo also included) appeared clean. 

I decided to get the hell out of there and pay a ridiculous amount for a room to myself at Alison Guesthouse (£50). I have my own fireplace. I'm currently drying my things by it as I got lost on my way here and got DRENCHED, but by the magic of wool, not cold. 

I'm in Dublin!

This is me just before take-off. I looked a bit rough upon landing. Didn't sleep a wink, but did rewatch Star Trek: Into Darkness. My seat mate was a pretty blonde Irish woman with a good sense of humor.

I took an overpriced (€6), but comfy bus to my hostel, Jacob's Inn, from the airport. Check-in wasn't until 3:00 pm so I locked my bag in a locker (€2/day €10 deposit) and wandered around for a bit. I happened to return to my hostel just as a walking tour was leaving so I joined up with them. It was interesting, but I was so tired I had to go back after only half the tour. 

I took a nap on one of the couches in the hostel's lobby (along with several other weary travelers). 

After a nap in my 8 person dorm room I ventured back downstairs to use the wifi and locked myself out. Classy. The staff gave me a temp key though so there wasn't any problem. 

I'm going to try to get up early tomorrow to catch the ferry to Holyhead and then take a train to Glasgow. 

Night all. 

Cat v Sweater

Never Grow Up

To celebrate the selling of (nearly) all of my possessions at our yard sale on Friday Vash and I decided to drink beer (Mr. Pumpkin by Mother's was delicious) and color the Fuzzy Poster my sister got me.

          

An ode to Sam's muffins

Behold the elegant beauty.

My friend Sam brings me these muffins she calls "pumpkin" or "chocolate chip". I know what they're really made from though: magic. They're always perfect. Moist, not too sweet, and absolutely delicious.

Be Excellent to Each Other

Every Friday night people gather near the square with hateful hypo-Christian signs. One guy even has a loud speaker so everyone gets a nice dose of hate as they walk along. Recently a group of awesome young people have joined them, but with signs of happiness and love. They tell passersby how awesome they are and offer free hugs. This guy was walking to join them when I spotted him. He enthusiastically allowed me to take his photo.